Xiuxian exchange system

"Why? Don't put it away. There are a lot of Mahayana monks in the city today. If they find out, it will be bad." Seeing that Long Xiaoyun was too excited to speak, Lai Wuhen asked again Hastily reminded.

Only then did Long Xiaoyun put away the Xuantian Mie Lingjian, and felt a little embarrassed for his previous gaffe: "Thank you for the reward, uncle."

With her current cultivation base, she can only exert one-twelfth of the power of the Xuantian Object, but this can already raise her combat power to a great level.

"Man Li confessed this. She said that you have been the most loyal in the past ten thousand years." Naturally, Long Manli didn't say this, so he just said it casually.

After what happened yesterday, some loyal people still need to step up their efforts to win over, otherwise, once there is a disagreement, it will be very difficult to turn back.

"Thank you aunt, thank you city lord." Long Xiaoyun bowed to Lai Wuhen, and then bowed in the direction of Long Xiaoyun's closed room.

"You take these and distribute them to your cronies, and the True Dragon Spirit City will need to rely on you a lot in the future." Lai Wuhen said, and gave Long Xiaoyun dozens of storage rings.

These resources were collected by Leng Tianyue from other monks in the Mahayana period. With his cultivation level, he didn't need them at all, so he used them first.

He can't control the affairs of the real Dragon Spirit City, and Long Manli has no leisure heart, and only wants to keep these confidantes.

"Thank you, Uncle, Xiaoyun will definitely do his best." Long Xiaoyun said with sincerity.

"Okay, you can go, I am very safe in True Dragon Spirit City, and I don't need your protection at all, and I will not run around." Sure enough, there is nothing that can buy people's hearts more than profit, Lai Wuhen But he didn't want such a cultivator to be by his side all the time.

He was going to find Qian Yao and the others.

The prohibition of the True Dragon Palace is so strong that even a monk in the Mahayana period would have to spend a lot of effort to break through it, and it would be even more impossible to hide it from Long Manli's divine sense.

Here, Lai Wuhen felt very at ease.

On the top floor of the True Dragon Hall, they celebrated with Li Ziling and other ten wives again, and then each of them began to choose a secret room for retreat.

He doesn't mind letting other monks know that he has many wives, but with their current cultivation level, it's not easy to reveal it in front of others.

Maybe one day it will become the weakness of Leng Tianyue and Long Manli.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Lai Wuhen and his wives had a very pleasant time practicing in the True Dragon Hall.

The fly in the ointment is Long Manli and Leng Tianyue, who only occasionally send clones to accompany him for a while, and the main body never appears once.

Lai Wuqian also knew that his cultivation had reached their level, even if he retreated for thousands of years, it was not a rare thing, so he didn't care.

Between the True Dragon Spirit City and the Tianyue Spirit City, a super teleportation array was built, and the resource exchange between the monks of the two sides became closer.

At the beginning, the monks of the True Dragon Clan were somewhat resistant to monks of other races, but after trying the sweetness, they gradually got used to this kind of cultivation career in contact with other races.

this day.

Lai Wuhen was practicing when he suddenly heard bells like thunder coming from outside.

This was issued by the True Spirit Bell of the True Dragon Spirit City, and only ten monks in the fusion period with the blood of the True Dragon could strike the sound.

This is also the sound that the True Dragon Spirit City will make when it encounters a catastrophe of extermination.

The first time Lai Wuhen heard the bell, he naturally didn't know what it meant, but just as he walked out of the secret room, he met Long Xiaoyun.

Long Xiaoyun didn't even do the ceremony, so he told him about the real bell with a nervous face.

"Uncle, there are a large number of demons coming from the True Dragon Spirit City. There are nearly [-] demons in the Mahayana period alone. Most of the monks who left the True Dragon Spirit City have fled back. Many of them have different degree of injury."

"All the monks in my clan went to stabilize the defensive formation of the True Dragon Spirit City, and all the monks who escaped joined in, but it was only a matter of time before it was breached."

She also specially emphasized the word 'escape', so Lai Wuhen could naturally understand what she meant.

"Go and have a look." Lai Wuhen knew that the situation was not good, and now Long Manli and Leng Tianyue were retreating, and he didn't want to disturb them at all until the critical time.

If the opponent really has nearly [-] Mahayana stage demons, even if they go out, they will not be able to change the current situation.

"Can the teleportation array still be used?" Lai Wuhen asked while fleeing to the outside.

"No, all the teleportation formations have failed, and the opponent should have someone who is proficient in formations." Long Xiaoyun never thought that he would encounter such a thing, but although Lai Wuhen was also surprised, he never It was a little strange that there was not much fear on his face.

Not long after, the two came to the tallest building in True Dragon Spirit City. There were a total of eighty or so Mahayana monks here, and each of them held a formation disk in their hands.

They didn't care about the arrival of Lai Wuhen and Long Xiaoyun at all.

Lai Wuhen's spiritual sense swept over them, and all of these Mahayana monks' auras were a little decayed, and a few of them had a thick layer of black air on their faces, which condensed and did not disperse.

The magic power in their bodies was urging the formation disk in their hands with all their strength, and rays of light shot high into the sky, and then scattered towards the surroundings.

Lai Wuhen could feel the shaking of the ground from time to time, and the faces of these Mahayana monks were extremely ugly.

On one side of the building, people's heads surged in a layer of light curtain.

These people all have blood-colored pupils, their faces are bruised, some are still bleeding, and some are just skeletons.

"These are the demon monks?" Although Lai Wuhen had seen descriptions of the demons in different classics, he was shocked when he saw them for the first time.

He had no way to see the cultivation of these people through the light curtain, but after watching for a while, he seemed to see some familiar faces.

Who else could that person be if it wasn't Bu Yushu, but at this moment, half of Bu Yushu's face was still as handsome as before, while the other half of his face had a gray complexion, with uneven skin and flesh, which was very strange.

"Yes, the nearly 200 people here are all Mahayana stage demons." Long Xiaoyun said, feeling Lai Wuhen's calmness, and she was not as panicked as before.

The other Mahayana monks felt contemptuous in their hearts, and they still have the leisure to talk here no matter what time it is.

"You guys won't be able to hold on for long at all." Lai Wuhen's spiritual sense didn't understand all the offensives outside.

However, he also knew that with the earthquake he felt now, it would not take long for the formation to be broken.

It's your turn to say that.

The minds of all the Mahayana monks are amazingly consistent.